Those Other Sounds

Who hears the song

of the rivers running

incessantly towards

the sea...?

The sounds of the sun's rays

opening the morning curtains...?

Who hears the murmur

of the colors when

they are surprised

on the screens...?

Who notices the

natural whisper of the dew at the foot

of the mountain...?

And the clouds in the

sky sliding...?

Who hears the mystical song

of the autumn leaves falling... and

the mysterious music

of the night as it arrives...?

Who hears all this:

knows how to listen to the silence,

hears the calls of time

and the cries of life

passing...!

POETRY...!

Ps estou me afastando SINE die do nosso querido Recanto... salute